We were at a fairly large medical center with a VERY large parking lot. Some patients have difficulty walking, so the facility provides a golf cart with driver to cover the distance from a parked car to the front door. The drivers are volunteers, and on this Friday afternoon, it was Chris.
When I approached Chris, he stifled a laugh, he had a hard time taking it seriously. He wasn't interested to see faces on my cell phone. But he did not balk about being photographed. Chris is a native Bostonian, and came to Sarasota in 1984 with stops in Illinois and Minneapolis. I said that he probably didn't miss Minneapolis last winter. Chris rolled his eyes and said that many years ago it was worse. In his senior year in college, the entire month of January the mercury never got above zero. Yeah, that's cold.
While we spoke, no patients needed transportation. I said, “Gee, I hope you don't get laid off.” Most of the time he waits in the lobby to take people back to their cars. Periodically Chris 'makes rounds', driving through the lot to see if anyone needs a ride in. He was not interested in having my MOO card.